I stay in the prison for the next three days wondering where it all went wrong. I questioned everything I knew about my parents and wondered if everyone was right and I was wrong but it didn’t make any sense to me. Yes, the Campbells did owe us some month’s wages, but it wasn’t the first time they had delayed in paying us our wages. The last time I saw my parents, they were looking forward to my wedding to Derek, it didn’t make any sense for them to sabotage such a big day in my life by killing the Campbells.
I look down on the dried blood on my hands and the image of my parents’ screaming in agony and their lifeless eyes moments later flashes in my mind. The tears start to flow again and sob uncontrollably. That’s how Liana finds me minutes later. “Awn, still crying? Come on Genny, it’s been three days already. You should be praying that the council doesn’t kill you next.” I stare at Liana in disbelief. She expects me to brush off my parents’ death? “I can’t believe that all you have to say to me after stabbing me in the back like that.” She looks at me with a bored look on her face. “Oh that. Really Genny, you didn’t really think Derek was going to marry you after what your parents’ did? He’s the alpha, he needs strength by his side, not a Luna who’s weak, poor and has criminals for parents.” Liana steps closer to the bars that separate us and looks me dead in the eyes, “You are a liability to him Genevieve, I make him stronger.” She steps back and the nonchalant look returns to her face. “This is the last time we’ll see each other. I wanted us to have this closure on our relationship. Goodbye, Genny.” With that, she turns her back on me and walks away. Five days in prison and I’m ready to give up on everything. I have no will to go on living. My life is over and I’m ready to accept it. I stare at a spot in the dark prison without seeing anything and wait patiently for my fate. There’s a shout somewhere and running footsteps, then a loud bang and everything goes quiet again. Then I hear a bang in front of my cell and the door completely falls down. I stare in disbelief at the door then gasp when I see a man dressed in all black attire with a ski mask so only his eyes show. “Wh…Who are y…you?” He says nothing and walks into the cell, towards me. “Did the council send y…you to k…kill me?” The masked man brings out a hatchet from his bag and raises it up. I close my eyes and wait for the blow that will kill me. It doesn’t come. I hear a loud clang and my feet feels freer. He broke the chain on my leg! “The council plans to kill you in the morning. You don’t have much time, leave now.” His voice is a whisper that sends chills down my back. The masked man crouches till we are at eye level and takes my cold hand in his warm ones. His hands are significantly bigger than mine. “I don’t want to live anymore. I don’t care if the council kills me anyway, my life is over.” I pull my hand away from his and turn away. “What if I told you your parents were framed? Think about that day again.” I instantly turn to him and I see a flash of dark green eyes. “Who are you?” “Doesn’t matter now. You need to get out of here. Now.” With that he grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet just as we hear the shouts of guards coming. The masked man pulls me and we break into a run. We were able to make it to the woods outside the pack despite being chased relentlessly by the guards and hide in a cave. I shiver and the masked man takes a cape from his bag and wraps it around me. Next he gives me food and stands guard as I eat my first meal in almost six days. “You know they’ll kill you if they find you. Helping a criminal escape is a big crime.” I say. “I owe your parents a lot, consider this as me paying my debt.” I stand and walk to him. “You knew my-“The masked man pulls me against his hard body and pins me to the wall of the cave and at the same time clamps a hand on my mouth. “Shh, I hear someone.” I stay pinned between the mysterious man and the hard wall for what seems like an eternity before he removes the hand from my mouth and lets out a breath. “Are they gone?” I whisper, “Yeah, they…” His words trail off as he stares at me. I stare back, completely mesmerized by his emerald green eyes. I don’t expect what he does next. I watch as if in a trance as his head slowly lowers to mine and touch my lips, the only barrier between our lips is the part of his mask that covers his mouth. We stay like that for a while until he jumps back, like I burnt him or like he touched silver. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.” I’m about to say something but I’m interrupted by shouts again. The guards are back. The man curses. “I’ll lead them away from you, when I go out, run as fast as you can. You can’t let them get you.” I grab his hand. “They’ll kill you!” “I’ll be fine but you cannot die. Do as I say and you’ll be safe.” He moves to the entrance of the cave. “Wait!” “What is it n-“I pull down the part of his mask covering his lips and kiss him. He does nothing for some seconds before pulling me close and kissing me back. When he pulls away, his eyes look sad. “Goodbye Genevieve, I wish you happiness.” And then he’s gone.“Stop!” I look back to see three guards hot on my trail before turning around. It’s been almost an hour since I parted with the masked man at the cave. Thanks to his distraction, I was able to move undetected for a while before I was spotted by the three guards who were now behind me. There was no way I could out run them and if I was caught, I was going to be killed immediately. They had already made that clear by the arrows dipped in poison that they had shot at me. It seems the council decided I was to be killed immediately. The rain had started to fall heavily now and the forest had become very muddy. It made the guards’ job of catching me hard but made my escape harder. My wedding dress was ripped and stained with mud and I had lost my shoes somewhere during my escape from prison. My arms and feet were covered in wounds and gashes but still I ran. I was in so much pain but I had to get away even when I felt my strength failing me. An arrow stabs me in my shoulder and I fall to m
I stare at the unfamiliar face staring back at me in the reflection of the mirror. The girl that stares back has her face covered in a thick layer of bandages but the indigo eyes are bright and clear enough. Those indigo eyes should feel familiar to me but where there was warmth in them once, there is now mischief and trickery that hides a deep layer of anger and pain. I don’t recognize this face now and I won’t recognize it either when the bandages come off. “How you feeling now?” I turn to Sue, “I’m okay I guess. When do the bandages come off?” “Four weeks.” I nod. When Sue doesn’t say anything, I turn back to find her still staring at me. “What?” “You are the only person I know who would change their face and return to their pack to take revenge. It is all so extreme.” Two months ago when I realized that I was betrayed by my pack, I decided to take revenge on them, fueled by an anger I’ve never felt before. The plans had started to form then but Sue raised an issue I hadn’t even t
“Genevieve?” The name has me freezing, turning to stone in the stranger’s arms. My mind comes up with too many thoughts in that moment, how did he know? Did he recognize me? Did I do anything to blow my cover? Did the plastic surgery fail to cover up my real face? “Hey.” The man gives me a little shake that brings me out of my thoughts. “Who?” I say with an unsure smile. His green eyes laser focus on my face and seem to scan my thoughts while I fight to hold my smile steadily and calmly and not look suspicious. Then it hits me, I know this face, I know this stranger! Asher King. The beta of the Blood Moon pack, best friend of Derek and the boy who was secretly taught by my father as a young kid. I remember my father bringing home a tall, thin, lanky boy with spiky rough hair and dirty torn clothes. “This is my home, feel free to come back here if you need help.” My father had said to him. The man before me looked nothing like the boy from my memories –except for the green eyes, those
Genevieve. I try my best not to think about her or how I failed her, how I broke the promise I made to her father. That was the only thing Anthony Franklin had ever asked me for, to keep his daughter safe and I couldn’t even do that. Anthony Franklin and his wife Rita, were the only ones in this pack who ever saw anything good in me. They took care of me, taught me and showed me kindness where no one ever did. To the pack I was the dirty, homeless boy with anger issues and weird green eyes but to the Franklin’s, I was a child in need of a home, a home they gave me freely. I vowed never to let them down, never to let them regret taking me in but in the end, I broke my vow, I let them down. As I walk through the run down home of the only person to ever take care of me, I don’t see the walls blackened by the fires set to the home by the angry pack, I don’t see the broken bottles or the furniture, I don’t see the vulgar words written by the angry pack members, I see the small home where
The day before Genevieve’s parent’s deaths… I paced from one end of the room to the other while Derek leaned on his desk with his arms folded, watching me. “You’ll walk a hole in the floor Asher.” I stopped pacing and turned to face him, “I don’t get it, how could their fingerprints be on the murder weapon? There weren’t even here when the murders took place. Anthony Franklin is the least violent man I know and his wife –there’s no way she can kill anyone either. They were framed, that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” Derek gives me a look that sends alarm bells ringing in my head. “What is it now?” With a sigh, he says, “The other servants in the Campbell house confirmed that Gus Campbell only allowed Anthony to touch his weapons. They were very dear to him and because Anthony had a lot of knowledge about weapons, he was the only one with access to the vault. Only Anthony could have gotten his hands on the silver dagger that was used to murder the Campbells.” Everything
Derek was someone I always considered as my brother. Besides the Franklin’s, he was the only other person to be nice to me. When he and I bonded as alpha and beta, we became even closer than biological brothers. We fought together, we ruled the pack together and we swore that nothing will ever come between us because that would mean the weakening of the alpha-beta bond which will also affect the pack. Derek and I had never fought each other but we always fought together. I always thought he was someone I would never raise my fist to –ever. Till today. As I tackle Derek to the ground, I keep punching him. I’m able to get a couple of blows in before he pushes me off of him. His eyes glow amber, the color of his wolf Rex while mine glow green in the left eye and silver in the right, the color of Raven’s eyes. Just as we begin to go to each other, Liana steps between us and screams for us to stop. “How could you do this? She trusted you!” I say to Liana before turning to Derek “I truste
I look away from Asher as the cheers die down and everyone takes their seats. Derek steps forward and addresses the crowd “We thank the goddess for her blessings upon the pack this new year. The council met today and we have decided that the pack needs a bigger home for the alpha. The new house will be built to accommodate guests from other packs and even some workers under the employ of the alpha and the luna. The old house will be given to the beta and will become his personal residence.” “Why does the alpha and luna need a new house?” I ask Hope. “The current residence of the alpha and luna is a little bit old and kind of small for the alpha, luna and beta to stay in comfortably especially when there are guests from other packs.” I nod. From the expression on Beta Asher’s face, he doesn’t seem to care about it or want to be here for that matter. “The floor will be thrown open to every member of the pack for your opinion on where the new house will be. Let us here your suggestions
That night, I lay in bed and thinking about what Derek had said about destroying my old house. It didn’t help that I was doing nothing but suppressing my anger and scaring Liana with words, those things were not enough. I had to start my revenge immediately. I stood up from the bed and grabbed a notepad and a pencil before sitting on my desk. The first thing I needed to do was find the receipt that could prove my parents weren’t here when the Campbells got murdered so I needed to think of places where the receipt could be. I didn’t have much hope that I would find it because a lot of time had passed. On the notepad, I write down a list of places where I think the receipt could be. My old home, the Campbells home, those are the only places I can think of right now. I circle ‘my old home’ and decide to start my search there. The next day, I go to Liana’s home. She seems to still be annoyed by the stunt I pulled yesterday and sends me to the kitchen to help the cooks. At the kitchen,
Sneaking into the residence of the alpha/luna has become easy for me, especially with the hidden tunnels and rooms. All I have to do is to keep to the shadows, watch and wait. The guard-wolves patrolling the residence don’t really take their jobs seriously (especially with the security heavier on the pack borders) so it’s easy to sneak into the back of the residence and to the back of the kitchen. I slip into one of the hidden tunnels and make my way to Liana’s office room to deliver her gift.There’s no one in the room, so I sneak in, leave the letter on her desk and leave through the hidden door in her room. I’m on my way out of the residence when I hear voices. It’s almost one in the morning, who could it be? I follow the voices and trace it to the hall of the elders. I peek through the door and see that there’s a meeting going on. Everyone is there except for Liana. Even Ramsey is there as well.“How can we have no leads to what has been happening?” Derek says, sounding frustrated
“Is that why she hates you? Because you know her secret?” Asher asks but I don’t say anything. “What else do you know about the Luna?” An image of Dorothea in an old, dusty cell flashes in my mind. “I have to go Beta, I still have work to do.” I stand, about to walk away when Asher grabs my arm. “You know what I’ve noticed about you? You only remember my title when you want to put distance between us. You decide when to be close to me and when to push me away.” I pull my arm away from his grip. “So?” “So Alexa, what are you hiding from me?”I refuse to be pulled in by those green eyes of his so I take a couple of steps back from him and say, “What do you think I’m hiding?” Asher is quiet for a couple of seconds and then he stands as well. “Fine, if that’s the way you want to go about it.” And then he walks away, leaving me to wonder just what he meant. I decide to not let it bother me and go back to work.What I needed to do right now was to find out about the plan Liana and her lover
“What the hell?” Asher mutters then stands, about to head to the door when I grab his arm. He blinks at me, surprised to see me in the room then blinks again as if he remembers how he got here. “Where are you going?” I ask. “What do you mean? I’m going to stop them and get an explanation from her.” “Really? You think that’ll work?” I ask with a raised brow. “Why?” “She’s the Luna, a very important person to the alpha, she’s even above you in rank. Do you really think she’ll admit it, even if you saw it?” “You saw it too!” “Who? The omega-maid that was just punished for seducing the alpha? Who’s going to believe me? Calling me as a witness makes your story even more unbelievable to them.”Asher stares at me while he weighs his options in his mind. “They are gone anyway.” I say after a quick glance at the window. “Do you know who the man with her is?” Asher asks. By now, I was already familiar with the build and stature of Ramsey from all the peeking I’ve been doing so I knew it was Ram
It all comes back to me now that I cannot believe I didn’t put the pieces together before. The voice I heard sounds just like Ramsey’s but that also means that his voice was the one in my dreams, the voice in the darkness. Was that why I always felt danger when he was close to me? I step back, wipe my eyes and look into the peephole again but what I see doesn’t change, in fact, they have stopped kissing and Ramsey is trailing his lips along the column of Liana’s neck. I had seen and confirmed with my own eyes now that Liana’s lover was Ramsey.“Wait.” I hear Liana say. “What is it, sweetness?” That term of endearment again, the same one I heard in my nightmare. “What do you think about Alexa?” “Alexa?” “Yes. Don’t think I miss the way you look at her.” Liana grumbles. “And how do I look at her?” Ramsey asks, sounding amused. “Do you like her?” He chuckles at her question. “Honestly, I don’t know what I feel yet. She is interesting.” “So you do like her.” “Sweetness, if I liked her, wh
It turns out that Derek does not expose the ‘incident’ that led to the searching of homes in the pack. I’m so sure it weighs heavy on his mind that he doesn’t find the other dagger or that he didn’t notice it missing in the first place. I smile at the dilemma he must be in but I hadn’t forgotten about Liana. Liana who had ignored my blackmail demands and was thinking that all was well in her world. It was time to shake that world.My suspension ended in two days and I looked forward to it, I looked forward to being in the same area as Liana and Derek. The two days passed by with a blur and I resumed at my new post. My first day working in the kitchen passed by without incident (if I ignore the looks and petty behaviours of the omega-maids I worked with) so when the kitchen was cleared out, I headed for the Luna’s side of the residence. I slipped into the old coat room and entered the tunnel that led to Liana’s office room. I had never opened the hidden door and always watched or liste
Ramsey winks at me and a chill passes up my spine. Why were warning bells ringing loudly in my head because of him? When I was Genevieve, Ramsey also made me feel uncomfortable but we had only met very few times so he wasn’t on my radar then. I didn’t know much about him then and I knew little about him now, so why was he making me feel this way?I can’t take it anymore so I break the eye contact first and turn my attention back to the huge mural painting of Derek and try to ignore the pit in my stomach. “Are you okay?” Hope asks. “I’m fine.” “You kind of zoned out a bit there.” “I guess I’m bored. I thought something more fun had happened.” I lie conveniently. But then my gaze falls on Liana, smiling and clapping along with the crowd and it occurs to me that something fun should have happened. Was it coincidence that Dorothea had escaped Liana’s clutches and then Ramsey had shown up or was I just being paranoid? I push the thought away and focus once more on the mural displayed proud
“They all hated me Sue, I meant nothing to all of them. How could I think I could make them sorry for what they did when they think they did nothing wrong? I’ve been planning this all wrong. My revenge shouldn’t be to make them sorry, it should be to make them regret.” Sue listens quietly as I shed angry tears and vent to her. But then I remember the little girl in one of those rooms, another victim of one of their choices. “But this isn’t about me, can you look after her for some time?” I wipe my tears away and turn to Sue. “Of course.” She says kindly. “Thank you. I have to go back now.” “You’re going back there?” “I have to, my work isn’t over yet. I still have a lot to do.” Sue nods and follows me to the door. “You can always come back here if you choose to.” “I’m grateful for you but you know I can’t. I have to finish what I started.” I take one last glance at the room Valor took Dorothea to. “Take care of her for me, please.” “I will.” I smile at Sue then let myself out of the
“We’ll be safe.” Dorothea’s whisper cuts through my chants for help to the goddess. “Dorothea? Are you okay?” With the tarp still covering the bed of the truck where we are, it is too dark too see anything but I can feel the figure of the little girl being held tightly in my arms, and I’ll be damned if I let her go. I never should have left her there in the first place. “You’ll be fine, I promise.” I say, clutching her tighter to me as I feel the truck slowing down. We must have reached the border of the pack, which means we are about to be inspected by the guard-wolves. “Coming back from the kitchen?” I hear one ask the driver of the truck. I hold my breath, expecting the wolf to search the truck again. If that happens, I’ll have no choice than to fight as Ida because there was no way I was leaving Dorothea in the pack, especially when Liana was looking for her. “We’ll be fine.” Dorothea whispers again. I’m about to say something when there are two quick bangs on the side of the tru
That night, my dreams are filled with a sick looking Dorothea calling for help in a dusty, abandoned cell-room. In another dream, she’s on the floor dying and her last words are ‘you forgot about me.’ I gasp and jolt from my bed, my heart racing like I just ran for my life. I always thought about Dorothea and how she was doing but I had not had any opportunity to go back down to the cells and see her (I wasn’t even sure she was still in those cells).With all thoughts of sleep cleared from my mind, I grab the map to the hidden tunnels and rooms and study them. I look for any other place she could have been taken to and mark them on the map. I had to find a way to take her away from there whether she wanted to or not. A letter had come that morning from the elders about my punishment for my behaviour. I was suspended from the residence of the alpha/luna for a week and I was also removed from my post as Liana’s maid. I was now going to be working in the kitchens, washing dishes.I rolle